Luyện nghe bài hát Do Ya Thing

I'm a bad of a boy in the sky
With a cap on his head and a in his tie
I'm the in the mall when the power is gone
A in a corner
Just along!
I'm lay in my bed, I'm rolling aside
But if I get a car
A to ride
Because I know if I ever tear with you

You've got a holding
And you know what to do!
stop!

You do it
But you don't what you doin' baby

You feel it,
But you don't know what you're tonight!
And if you're
And I don't know you're thinking baby

You go on
And you make it alright!

I'm impregnable, incredible, the of quo
I'm a late writer, not a heart and soul
I got night, enough's been said
If I had to do it,
Well, you I wouldn't care
I'd just get down, I'm the feat
And if I wanna talk back, the is free
I never a ray ,a knot in sight
And if you can't partake, you get 'em
You get a

You do it
But you know what you doin' baby

You feel it,
But you don't what you're feeling tonight!
And if thinking
And I don't what you're thinking baby

You go on
And you make it alright!

time we try, we get nowhere
But wouldn't it be nice if we were just people, yeah
Trying so hard to act we don't care
But it's true, you do, is left
So I I'm right!

New word, onomatopoeia...
Quit acting like you wanna be here.
around and get jumped like leap year
Glock and a glove, make you really wanna me, a...lone, get off, go'n, go'n.
OK, OK, OK back to the zone
Rap ain't but an auto toned pitch
My girl pretty up there, ridin' it
My pants, my solid future ...
Asinine ass, and a gorgeous
I'm an outcast, but into me
got mad cause Winter blew me
That juicy fruit, that
Generation X on de bloop
Get duked out, or get
Er'rybody hit the floor, we the roof, Ha!
Like a chimney, I me
How come it be, lame, man
Nigga talkin' 'bout "Aww, he rap enough"
But y'all rap a lot and I'm "Wrap it up, hoe"
Ye ain' Scarface, ye ain' D,
Ye ain' Bushwick, ye ain' me
Better wit' yo ma'fuckin' mama,
Bet you still stay wi' yo mama
Keep sleeping on me, I'mma my pajamas
In the I swear, I promise
a nigger say som', tear a nigga face off
How blacks don't play baseball?
Y'all white, know y'all can all this fly shit
I stay finna off

Do ya damn thang, do ya
Do ya thang, do ya thang-a-thang
Do ya thang, do ya thang-a-thang
Ye ain't fresh juice, nigga, you that Tang
Do ya thang, do ya thang-a-thang
Do ya thang, do ya thang-a-thang
Do ya thang, do ya thang-a-thang
But is ya really Slick Rick? No you Dana

Bet it up, erupts,
A lava language, and the vocals
If it ain't fix, broke it, don't panic
If it ain't this, it ain't shit,
If it this, it ain't dope, it don't flush
If it ain't hip, it don't hop, then hush
Man, sound like
Man, stole yo
Man, they look
it ain't us.

Ah, Do ya damn thang, do ya
Do ya damn thang, do ya
Do ya damn thang, do ya
Is ya Slick Rick? No you Dana Dane
Do ya thang, do ya thang-a-thang
Do ya damn thang, do ya
Do ya damn thang, do ya
Ye ain't squeezed juice, nigga, you that Tang

Every we try, we get nowhere
But wouldn't it be if we were just normal people, yeah
Trying so hard to act we don't care (I don't care)
But true, you do, nothing is left
So I I'm right!

Flip the page, our are revelations (Hiiide!)
Space is strange, doctor, got no patience!
Oh, it's all a part of the (Okay, okay)
Nothin's new, true, cool, I admit, shit, I guess you're right!